"Here it is," Akito said, stopping once they passed the turnstiles to stand and look over his fathers' former home. He'd had to dig through some of his Uncle Donnie's paperwork, under the premise of looking for a particular city map, in order to find a map of the sewers that would lead them here, but he'd managed.

"I remember this place," Violet said, continuing past him to walk into the former lair.

She bypassed the pit and headed straight for the dojo. She stopped at the entrance and sensed more than heard Akito follow. All of the dojo's carpet flooring remained, although the carpets appeared stiff rather than soft. She stood still for a moment and pictured her brothers and sister with her here as tiny bunnies under the tutelage of Master Leonardo.

"My siblings and I were terrible students before you showed up in our class," she said with a smile as she felt Akito's arms wrap around her middle.

"Oh, I know," Akito murmured into the fur on the side of her face, making her ear twitch in response. "Many family dinners included stories from those early, dark days."

"Dark?" Violet asked, twisting so she could look up at him and allow him to see the brow she'd quirked up.

"Apparently, Dad had to endure many terrors with some unruly ninjitsu bunnies," Akito said with a grin.

She elbowed him and he stumbled back, releasing her with a laugh. She watched as he walked out onto the carpets.

"Akito, we really need to talk," she said softly. She watched one of his ears flick towards her voice, although he didn't turn to look at her. Her stomach clenched for a moment and she kicked herself for trying to bring this up. But then he did look her way, and his eyes were full of the kind of patience that only came from having Master Leonardo for a father.

"We've been over this," Akito simply said.

"I really think you need to consider long term -,"

"Hey, Violet, I have a secret to tell you."

She looked his way, but would've been more interested if he didn't already have a playful smile on his face, promising her that whatever the secret, it was surely something she already knew.

He took a dramatic breath. "Hamato Leonardo and Hamato Raphael are not my birth parents. I was adopted."

"Akito," Violet said, crossing her arms and frowning at him.

"I know, it's a shock," Akito said, nodding. "But, stick with me, cause there's more."

"Hamato Akito, I swear to -,"

"Master Splinter is not their birth father," he interjected. He took another deep breath. "He adopted the turtles."

"It's suddenly not clear to me why I love you so much," she muttered and watched him only grin at her. She took a breath and tried again. "Akito, we need to seriously have this conversation. You do realize you're being groomed to be the future clan leader, right? Between that and those special abilities of yours, don't you think you should be able to have your own children? And that is just not going to happen with -," she paused for a moment, " – with me."

Akito's face softened as he crossed the space between them and dared to wrap his arms around her soft shoulders.

"Violet, do you think Luke Skywalker's main goal in life was to have a biological kid just so the power of the force could be passed on?"

Violet groaned and pushed his arms away.

"That didn't work out so great for Han and Leia, now did it?"

"Akito, I love you, but I can't take you seriously while you're making Star Trek-,"

"Wars."

She sighed. "Fine, Star Wars comparisons with our life."

Akito's eyes focused closely on her face, making sure he had her full eye contact before continuing.

"Our life, Vi," he said. "I like the sound of that."

She lowered her crossed arms and let a small smile cross her face.

"We waited a long time to be together," Akito continued, pulling one of her hands into his own. "To be in the same dimension together all the time. And not being able to have our own biological children is never going to be reason enough not to have you by my side for the rest of my life."

"Are you sure?" she whispered up to him, her eyes still locked with his.

"Do you know why I wanted to find the old lair?" he asked her. He watched her shake her head slowly before he spoke again. "Because I wanted to be in the place where we first met to get down on my knee -," he dropped down to one knee – "and ask you to marry me, Violet."

A/N: I wrote this a couple months ago but finally tweaked it enough to want to share it. I'm picturing this little scene happening a year or so after these two graduated from college.

I think we all know what her answer is.